After I retired, I became a Butei clerk

After being dazed for a while, Francis, who has a strong self-made mentality, recovered his own language, and told Eri Shiratori that they had made an appointment with the president.

Shiratori Eri nodded, ignoring the sight of him looking at her with interest, knocked on the door and called out the president.

"So, what is the purpose of your coming here?"

Seeing that their visitors were not friendly, the president who met him simply asked him straight to the point, and his already serious face became even more stern, with a dignified aura.

"Actually it's like this..."

Francis signaled his subordinates to put out the money, and the piles of brand-new US dollars in the opened box showed the aura of local tyrants.

"Human tiger..."

"Apologize......"

After the other party tried to buy Atsushi Tora Nakajima and called it an apology, the president became angry and wanted to drive them out.

"ok, ok."

Francis looked unhappy, "I believe that when you come to the door again, you will agree with my suggestion."

After saying this, he looked at Shiratori Eri who was waiting at the side, looked at her again, and said to her with a smile, "Madam, do you have any plans to change jobs? I appreciate you very much. With your aura and sense of presence, you are simply a born killer, and being a clerk is too inferior."

"Thank you for your suggestion, but please forgive me for refusing," Eri Shiratori, who was named by him, glanced at him before replying without hesitation.

"Don't do anything to my members, please go."

The president looked at Francis, and began to release his murderous aura as a samurai, protecting Shiratori Eri, after all, this is Ranpo's favorite feeder, with her around, Ranpo's picky eaters are much better.

And this is the cat of his agency, you know, the cat of the detective agency.

Although I can't touch Shiratori Eri's head like others because of my status, it's okay to look at it occasionally. If you want to take away the only consolation that a person with a cat-hating physique can have, ask his knife first.

"Well, it's really an unwise choice. One day you will find that you are wrong, and you are more suitable for darkness."

Seeing that both of them ignored his suggestion, Francis sighed, got up and went to the door, then turned around and said again to Shiratori Eri who was about to close the door, he was very close to her, his eyes were firm, and his words were full of dialogue It's a pity that Bird Eri chose.

"......"

Seeing his extremely sure expression, Shiratori Eri gave an indifferent oh, and closed the door before he could react.

Anyway, the president said to see off the guests, and even the two sides are approaching the point where swords are drawn, so it doesn't matter if you are rude.

Whoever let his words touch her hot spot, she didn't hit him, it's fine, the original interrogator, now the salted fish clerk, Shiratori Eri, who had a premonition that he was about to get busy, endured it with difficulty Stop the thought in her heart that she wants to do it.

"Boom."

Seeing the door being closed quickly, Francis, who still wanted to win her over, froze for a moment, then looked back at his members with disbelief, "Is that how she shut me out?"

Isn't it said that the Japanese are the most particular about complicated etiquette? Why doesn't this person follow the routine?

"Well, forget it, anyway, sooner or later the people in their detective agency will understand how kind I am today." Francis straightened his well-groomed hair, "From tomorrow onwards, those people will understand."

"Eri-chan?"

Osamu Dazai, who ran to another reception room at some point, popped up on the way Shiratori Eri walked back, greeted her, and signaled her to come over.

"?"

"Eri-chan is angry?"

Osamu Dazai curiously asked Shiratori Eri who was sitting on the other side listening to him. Although her expression was calm, the aura around her changed. It's a rare thing to look around.

He narrowed his eyes slightly to look at Shiratori Eri's expression.

However, as the time spent together increased, he did feel that Eri-chan had changed a lot. From the illusory state when we first met, he became more realistic, as if he had initially adapted to life in the world.

"Ah."

Eri Shiratori hesitated, but answered honestly, "I don't like others to define me casually, as if my life can only be like this, it's not right."

"No matter what kind of talent other people have, what kind of life they have had in the past, he can choose to do what he wants, as long as he doesn't regret it. Someone told me this before, and I think it makes sense."

"Hey, there is such a thing."

Osamu Dazai looked surprised, and then continued to ask her, "Is that your friend?"

Eri Shiratori shook her head, "It's just someone I met by chance on the road before. At that time, I remembered that he said that he was also working in Yokohama, so sometimes I would walk on the road when I was free, to see if I could meet him, but now That wish has never been fulfilled.”

As she was talking, she suddenly remembered something, "Senior Dazai, what did you come here for?"

"Ah, actually it's because I think the group might not let it go, and I want to ask Eri-chan in advance, and if there is a problem in the future, come and help."

Dazai Osamu said lightly, and then choked on a heavy hum, Shiratori Eri looked up, and Edogawa Ranpo was lying on the sofa in the cubicle where they were, looking over here.

His eyes were wide open, and the green pupils were full of vitality, and he stared at Shiratori Eri grudgingly.Then he swiped down, meeting Osamu Dazai who turned his head to look at him.

Edogawa Ranpo looked at Dazai Osamu with disgust, and then snorted again.

"Oops."

Osamu Dazai made a meaningless sound, as if he had reached a tacit agreement with Ranpo Edogawa, the two glanced at each other and stopped talking.

Only the bewildered Shiratori Eri was left to watch them a few times, and finally went out to buy snacks under Edogawa Ranpo's command. She still didn't understand what was going on with the two of them until she got off work at night.

This caused her to drift to the point where she almost drove the car off the cliff when she was learning to drive on the winding mountain road with no traffic at night.

"Be careful."

Before her car was about to fly out, a crimson locomotive landed directly on the front of her car, but it was weightless, and landed on her car like a feather. Shiratori Eri only felt that the car was levitating by itself, and After being put back on the mountain road, the man's locomotive left the front and landed on the ground.

stranger?

Seeing that the car was put away, Shiratori Eri got out of the car, and saw the owner of the motorcycle take off his black and red helmet, and frowned at her, "Girls, don't drive on mountain roads at night, it will be very dangerous .”

God knows how complicated he felt when he saw a car that drove fast but couldn't turn well at all, and finally drove straight out of the cliff without stopping. A little fool who doesn't know anything.

She still has a fugue on her face!

Chuya Nakahara is in a complicated mood, and Eri Shiratori is also in a complicated mood.

She knew that nothing would happen to her driving, because she was supported by spiritual power and yin and yang skills, and she could save Jio's new car at any time because of her rubbish driving skills, so she was just planning to come down and help her Thank you, and I will meet this new supernatural being by the way.

But when she saw the man's face clearly by the moonlight, and it perfectly corresponded to the little black dwarf described by senior Dazai, who was so painful when the strength thief beat him up, she suddenly didn't know what to do.

In such a clear and moving moonlight environment, the man's brown hair was shimmering, his cobalt blue eyes were confident and proud, his body was fluent and he had been exercising regularly, and he had the ability to save her. With his wild yet introverted temperament, Shiratori Eri felt that something touched her heart, and she found her heart was beating and beating, with some different impulses.

This kind of feeling doesn't seem to work without release, Shiratori Eri thought.

In the end, she decided to act according to what excited her, and asked him sincerely, "Excuse me, sir, can you fight with me?"

To be honest, I seem to have taken a fancy to your physical skills and abilities, so let's fight!

"what?"

Zhong Yuanzhong, who was originally just trying to save people with good intentions, but was suddenly asked to fight, asked suspiciously.

Did he hear something wrong? It's fine if he wasn't thanked, but she still plans to make an appointment?

Where is the problem?